Sweet Thing

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto I wish I did though.


I was silent on the ride to my house. I looked at the window to find that I was at Itachi's house. When did we get here? "How come we are at your house?" I asked, unbuckling my seatbelt.

"I thought it would be easier if we started now instead of me waiting to go pick up at eight." Itachi got out of the car, he started heading for the door. I fumbled with my backpack and ran after him.

"How long are we going to work for?"

Itachi opened the door and let me go in before him. I walked in I stepped on the tiled step and took off my shoes not wanting to dirty the clean carpet. Itachi did the same as me.

"As long as it takes today, but first I have some other things to work on so you can just make yourself comfortable in my room while I finish my other homework, it shouldn't take long." I watched as Itachi walked into the kitchen giving me the perfect view of his ass.

I shake my head averting my eyes, before he catches me staring. That's all I need. "You're not going to be with me?"

"I'll be there in a second I was just going to make some snacks for us." My heart melted at the gesture. "I know you didn't eat your lunch." I swallowed hard not able to contain my excitement.

"You noticed?" Did my voice just squeak?

Itachi looked up at me from the kitchen, a small smirk playing on his lips. "I did," Itachi said then moved to the refrigerator. "Now go and start your other homework. I know you have some."

I scowled. "What are you my mother?" I mumbled walking to Itachi's room.

"No, but I know how you must be with your other work." Itachi's head was hidden behind the refrigerator door. I stuck my tongue out at his back. "I saw that and don't touch my computer." Does he have eyes in the back of his head? And the more he tells me not to touch his computer the more I want to.

I walked to his room kicking my feet against the carpet not caring at the moment if I ruining the perfect lines the vacuum cleaner made. I walked into to Itachi's room, went to his desk and sat down on the chair. I put my bag down on the floor next to me. I decided while I was here, I would do my homework maybe I could get Itachi to help me. I don't care if I have to ask for help as long as he's near me, I'm fine. I bent down and unzipped my backpack grabbing my math book to finish some problems left over from class.

I was on my last problem when Itachi walked into the room with a plate of sliced apples with some cheese. Itachi wordlessly put the plate of food in front of me. I gratefully accepted the food. My stomach growled loudly as I bit into a piece of apple. A little bit of juice trickled down my chin, my tongue darted out to lick up trail of juice. I looked up to find I had an avid audience. Itachi's eyes were fixated on my mouth, my cheeks warmed under the steady gaze. Liquid fire shot through my veins as Itachi continued to stare at me. I wanted to break eye contact I couldn't do it with those eyes trained on me.

I wonder what this means, all this attention that Itachi is giving me. I'm not complaining. I wish he would move though. I squirmed in my chair not able to hold still any longer. I was starting to feel very uncomfortable, but at the same time it was exciting to know that I captured Itachi's attention with some thing that I did with my mouth. I smiled at the thought. Itachi eyes drew away from mine they rested on my math homework.

"You did this one wrong." Itachi pointed to the second problem on the page. It was like the last few minutes never happened. I wanted to shake him to bring back the person that was staring so intently at me, but I relented and erased the answered I had and redid the problem. Itachi hovered over my shoulder as I did the problem. I could feel his cool breath glide along the nape of my neck. I sat rigid in the chair trying to not shiver with pleasure.

"I think it's time for a break," I said stretching. I raised my arms above my head and yawned. Man, now I know why I don't do most of my homework. It's boring as hell.

"You take a fifteen minute break, but then we are going to talk about the poetry we discussed in class and do the question assigned for them." Itachi pulled out his English book getting ready for the lesson. I groaned not wanting to talk about anything. I wanted to do something, but that would probably get me marked off. My lips slowly curved up, I wanted to be with Itachi so bad, but I didn't know how to go about it. Part of me wanted to jump him right here and now, another part wanted to see where this could go without trying to force something on him. I knew I would have to take some form of action though. He wouldn't do it even if he wanted to. Damn Uchiha pride.

"Deidara, are you with me?" Itachi asked somewhere in the distance.

"I've always wanted to be with you," I said through the haze of my daydream. I jerked awake when it hit that Itachi was actually talking to me. I slapped a hand to my forehead. I can't believe I said that.

"What?" Itachi's brow rose.

"Sorry, I was thinking of something." I tried to recover, but I don't think I did a good job with it.

"Anyways, we have to do questions 1-5. Now tell me what you think the answer to number one is?" Itachi asked as I sat at the desk. I scratched my head, I had no clue. When it comes to poetry, I'm always at a loss.

"You see this line?" Itachi asked. His chest was almost pressing into my back. I wanted to lean back into the warmth that was coming off of him. I could barely stand it.

"Yeah." I managed to say as Itachi body got closer to mine.

"Now what does it mean?" I looked at the line, but the words weren't making any sense. Itachi's chest felt so inviting that I instinctively leaned into it, not comprehending what I was doing until Itachi's voice was next to my ear.

"What are you doing?" Itachi asked quietly. Shit. I don't even know what I'm doing. I leaned away from him and studied the page pretending I didn't hear the question.

"I'm going to have ask, Jiraiya to get you a new tutor," Itachi said he was still close to me. Why hasn't he moved away yet?

"What? Why?" I yelled. I jumped out of my seat and turned to face Itachi. He was so close to me.

"Because you are obviously distracted by something and I think that you need someone else," Itachi said. He strode away from the desk, he sat on his bed.

I walked over to the bed taking in a deep breath I sat down next to him. I turned to face him. "I don't want another tutor and anyways you're the best person for the job. Believe me I know," I said wanting to grab one of Itachi's hands that were resting on his thighs. I wanted to grab his thigh too along with something else.

Itachi sighed. "Will you pay attention?" He turned his marvelous eyes on me, I could only nod. "Good, now back to work." Itachi got off the bed and I sat there relieved that I could spend at least one more day with him.